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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, neither! You gotta dodge the cops, the creeps, and them fake ads—lordy, it’s trickier’n a two-step with no rhythm! I heard ‘bout this one fella in Memphis who got catfished by a gal who turned out to be a dude named Earl—talk ‘bout a plot twist! I’d be laughin’ my beehive off if it weren’t so dang pitiful. “Tell me the truth!” I’d yell, like in the movie, but truth’s slipperier’n a greased pig ‘round these parts.

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I’m telling ya, sometimes I get mad with traffic on Rue des Charpentiers; car horns, crazy drivers – it’s maddening like a glitch in a dating app algorithm when perfect matches vanish. But then, meh, that frustration melts away when the sunset hits, coloring rooftops in hues that whisper, "There is no reality, only madness," a line straight from Werckmeister Harmonies, I swear!

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